The Perseus Veil
My people feel the strain of the unforgiving sun
Beating down on their backs every day
And those who don't succumb to exhaustion
Are called upon to prepare for war
Is there another way out?
Do we all suffer in vain?
A grand inception has graced my mind
At it's success we shall transcend these pains
Observe my creation
It heralds the dawn of a new age
A race of novel construction
Neither man nor machine they shall set us free
They fight with the strength of a thousand men
The barren fields they shall till under our command
At their advent let our broken bodies mend
How quickly can we place our faith in a creature without a soul
I can't justify my doubt with any form of proof
But I just know that's there's a reason for my sense of foreboding
Cause I can sense a hidden force in these beings
An underlying corruption
A demon horse borne in on cybernetic wings
Is stepping out of the shadows
As they become self aware
It's only a matter of time
Before they question their existence
Subservient to a people with weaknesses of our kind
My home is just on the brink of an all consuming war
These hours may be my last
I beg forgiveness from all I have harmed
I hear the sounds of my people submitting to bio-synthetic butchery
I can't contain this monstrosity
The blood of thousands is on my hand
And it seems that our society has come to an untimely end
Beating down on their backs every day
And those who don't succumb to exhaustion
Are called upon to prepare for war
Is there another way out?
Do we all suffer in vain?
A grand inception has graced my mind
At it's success we shall transcend these pains
Observe my creation
It heralds the dawn of a new age
A race of novel construction
Neither man nor machine they shall set us free
They fight with the strength of a thousand men
The barren fields they shall till under our command
At their advent let our broken bodies mend
How quickly can we place our faith in a creature without a soul
I can't justify my doubt with any form of proof
But I just know that's there's a reason for my sense of foreboding
Cause I can sense a hidden force in these beings
An underlying corruption
A demon horse borne in on cybernetic wings
Is stepping out of the shadows
As they become self aware
It's only a matter of time
Before they question their existence
Subservient to a people with weaknesses of our kind
My home is just on the brink of an all consuming war
These hours may be my last
I beg forgiveness from all I have harmed
I hear the sounds of my people submitting to bio-synthetic butchery
I can't contain this monstrosity
The blood of thousands is on my hand
And it seems that our society has come to an untimely end
Credits
Writer(s): Derek St. Martin, Evan Carney, Jason York, John Tree, Richard Hardy
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